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A tiny typed fragment rhymes joy, employ, soy, and Beans into a playful food-and-feeling chant.

The page is almost comic in its compression. Its value is not narrative but sound: an awkward rhyme chain makes ordinary food language wobble toward song.

A four-line fragment turns tears of joy and soy beans into a terse, comic rhyme.

The poem's slightness is part of its effect. It sounds like a scrap, but the rhyme of joy, employ, soy, and Beans gives the page a deliberately off-kilter music.